Welcome back to my blog, where words become celebrated mischief-makers! Today’s delightful addition to our lexicon is “ambichous.” Now, if you’ve never heard of it—let’s just say it’s kind of like having a friend who’s sweet as pie one minute and ready to sabotage your confetti party the next. Sound familiar? You bit of an ambichous special bunch, aren’t you, my dearest frenemies? Speaking of being ambichous, let’s have a word about those lovely individuals who twirl into my life with accusations that I’m using AI just to put words together. Oh honey, as if! My artificiality may be present—like that plastic plant sitting in the corner collecting dust—but let’s make it clear, I’m operating on far higher cognitive levels than whatever nonsense you think someone like Siri would churn out! It’s like, can we get an applause for the absurdity here? One minute they’re like, “OMG, you’re so witty!” And the next thing you know, they’re clutching their pearls, accusing me of employing an AI a